REALLY BOUT IT
Yea
Im really bout it
Bout it
Bout it
Trust me nigga, we really bout it
I got that bag it was all profit
And I won't never tell a bitch stop it
Pints of Wocky Im in Houston going up like Rockets
Think we playing better stop it
Nigga we got them rockets
Got them choppas on the side
Yea its right beside me
I got Perkys, I got addys, I aint seen a doctor
We thinking homicidal
Trying me is suicidal
Moncler bubble, nigga bet not try to tussle
I been sipping muddy
Why I feel I can't move a muscles
But I'm never lackin keep that FN undercover
They be cappin like they bout it
They ain't go no hustle
Dior bubble and some money in a duffle
Why these Niggas talking
When they know they don't wan tussle
Why you niggas broke, niggas really don't got hustle
I pumped up a big check, but I aint even got no muscles (Yea that's big facts)
Flexing on you niggas
Lil mama blowing up my line she want me to touch it
I just went to Cartier and bought a new pair Buffs
Hit my jeweler Sammy up and said I want it custom (I need it flawless ice)
I used to want that bitch and then I beat it down
Dont need that lil pussy tell her blow me down
Louie tie beating cases like Mayweather now (TBE)
Feel like Diddy way that nobody can hold me down
(Can't nobody hold me down)
And its stamped
Everybody know that Im the champ
Nigga hating on me and he might get slid on
Yea
Im really bout it
Bout it
Bout it
Trust me nigga, we really bout it
I got that bag it was all profit
And I won't never tell a bitch stop it
Pints of Wocky Im in Houston going up like Rockets
Think we playing better stop it
Nigga we got them rockets
Got them choppas on the side
Yea its right beside me
I got Perkys, I got addys, I aint seen a doctor
We thinking homicidal
Trying me is suicidal
Moncler bubble, nigga bet not try to tussle
I been sipping muddy
Why I feel I can't move a muscles
But I'm never lackin keep that FN undercover
They be cappin like they bout it
They ain't go no hustle
Dior bubble and some money in a duffle
Why these Niggas talking
When they know they don't wan tussle
Why you niggas broke, niggas really don't got hustle
I pumped up a big check, but I aint even got no muscles (Yea that's big facts)
Flexing on you niggas
Lil mama blowing up my line she want me to touch it
I just went to Cartier and bought a new pair Buffs
Hit my jeweler Sammy up and said I want it custom (I need it flawless ice)
I used to want that bitch and then I beat it down
Dont need that lil pussy tell her blow me down
Louie tie beating cases like Mayweather now (TBE)
Feel like Diddy way that nobody can hold me down
(Can't nobody hold me down)
And its stamped
Everybody know that Im the champ
Nigga hating on me and he might get slid on
Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Myles Akins
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